From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

After Jiang Ruiyuan finished the call, his face was as gloomy as if a storm was about to break.

He returned to Bi Yao's side, and the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it.

"Grandpa wants us to go back to the old house." His voice was low and heavy, like a weight pressing on Bi Yao's heart.

The old house, though antique, exudes a stern and oppressive atmosphere.

Old Master Jiang sat in his armchair, his face ashen. He tapped his cane on the ground with a dull thud, each strike hitting Jiang Ruiyuan's nerves.

"Look at yourself! What kind of behavior is this, all for a woman!" the old man scolded, his voice full of disappointment. "She's a ruthless businesswoman. Being with her will only tarnish the reputation of the Jiang family!"

Jiang Ruiyuan tried to explain: "Grandpa, Yaoyao isn't that kind of person..."

"Not that kind of person? You're completely infatuated with her!" The old man interrupted him. "What kind of family is the Jiang family? How could we tolerate a woman reeking of money entering our home!" He pointed at Jiang Ruiyuan, his finger trembling. "If you continue to be so stubborn, don't blame me for resorting to family discipline!"

Back in the car, Jiang Ruiyuan relayed the old man's words to Bi Yao.

The atmosphere inside the car instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Bi Yao took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart.

She felt like a joke, having worked her hardest in the business world, only to be described as "reeking of money."

"So, what your grandfather means is that I'm not good enough for you?" Bi Yao's tone was calm, but there was a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in it.

“Yaoyao, it’s not like that, Grandpa…” Jiang Ruiyuan tried to explain, but Bi Yao interrupted him.

“Enough,” Bi Yao turned her head to look at the scenery rushing past the window. “Jiang Ruiyuan, I thought you understood me…” She paused, her tone tinged with self-mockery, “It seems I overestimated you.”

Jiang Ruiyuan reached out to hold her hand, but she subtly dodged it.

The carriage was silent, save for the heavy breathing of the two people.

Bi Yao suddenly spoke up: "Stop the car."

Jiang Ruiyuan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stepped on the brake.

Bi Yao pushed open the car door and got out without looking back.

"Yao Yao!" Jiang Ruiyuan called out, but only saw her resolute figure disappear into the night.

He slumped back in his chair, covered his face with his hands, and sighed deeply.

Bi Yao stood by the roadside, watching the endless stream of cars, her eyes gradually hardening.

She took out her phone and dialed a number...

"Make arrangements for me, I need to see Chairman Li."

Bi Yao didn't act out a melodramatic "Qiong Yao drama"; she's not the kind of delicate, innocent girl.

Who am I?

It's Niohuru Bi Yao!

Building a career is the real priority!

She calmed down, quickly analyzed the situation, and decided to take the initiative and launch a counterattack!

Rather than passively taking a beating, it's better to confront them head-on!

She carefully selected a suit that was both dignified and showcased her capable demeanor, and carrying beautifully packaged gifts, she stepped into the Jiang family's old residence once again.

This time, she's not here as a guest, but to negotiate!

When Grandpa Jiang learned that Bi Yao had come again, a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips, and he deliberately ignored her.

The old house's main hall was magnificent, yet it was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Bi Yao waited for a full hour, during which servants came and went, but no one paid any attention to her.

"Oh, isn't this our future young mistress of the Jiang family? What's wrong, standing at the door as punishment?" Jiang Xinran, the second young lady of the Jiang family, walked over in high heels, swaying her slender waist, and mocked in a sarcastic tone.

She had long disliked Bi Yao. How could a woman from an ordinary background climb up the social ladder to the Jiang family?

Bi Yao smiled slightly and retorted calmly, "Second Miss is joking. I was just admiring the Jiang family's antique furnishings. They are indeed profound and breathtaking." She wasn't there to argue; her main goal today was to win over the old master. As for these clowns, she didn't take them seriously.

After a while, Grandpa Jiang finally arrived, leaning on his cane and walking slowly, as if each step carried a thousand pounds of weight.

He sat in the armchair, looking down at Bi Yao with eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

"You still have the nerve to come?" The old man's tone was icy, devoid of any emotion.

Bi Yao bowed respectfully and presented the gifts in her hands: "This junior has come to pay a special visit to the old master today, and has prepared a small gift as a token of my respect."

The old man glanced at the gifts and snorted coldly, "You think you can bribe me with this little bit?"

Bi Yao smiled calmly: "Grandpa, you misunderstand. I just wanted to..." She paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes, "to talk business with you."

Bi Yao smiled slightly, exuding an aura of power, as if she had her own background music.

“Grandpa, you think I reek of money, but within that ‘money smell’ lies my true heart for Ruiyuan and the Jiang family.” She spoke with composure and clarity, explaining her business philosophy and listing her achievements in recent years. She even analyzed how she could use her resources to help the Jiang family expand their business and achieve a win-win situation.

When she spoke, her eyes were firm, and the confident light almost blinded the old man's titanium alloy eyes.

The old man has lived most of his life; what storms hasn't he weathered?

But he was completely taken aback by Bi Yao's actions and was speechless for a moment.

This girl is really something!

Watching Bi Yao debate with the scholars, Jiang Ruiyuan felt an overwhelming surge of admiration for her.

He held Bi Yao's hand tightly, his voice full of affection: "Yao Yao, no matter how much Grandpa objects, I will always stand by your side! I love you!"

Bi Yao grasped his hand and gave him an approving look. "Hmm, that's more like it."

Although Bi Yao left the old man speechless, he was still shrewd enough to know better. He narrowed his eyes, a glint of cunning in them, and said, "Girl, you're making all sorts of charades, but the business world is ever-changing. Who knows what will become of you tomorrow?"

Bi Yao met his gaze without fear: "Grandpa, the business world is like a battlefield. I have my own abilities to get to where I am today. We shall wait and see what the future holds."

Just then, Bi Yao's phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and her expression changed slightly.

"Boss Wang?" Jiang Ruiyuan asked in a low voice.

Bi Yao hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and said to the old man, "It seems we still have a lot to talk about..." A meaningful smile appeared on her lips.